For several years we have ushered in the winter season by going to see the Warren Miller film. We pile into a theater and hoot and holler while watching some of the most amazing ski and snowboard footage. I have very limited experience with skiing and snowboarding and from what I can recall it was more stressful than fun for me, but the Warren Miller films make me want to hop on a helicopter and ride to the top of the biggest mountain I can find and just go for it.
It makes me want to fly to the most remote village in Switzerland to experience a place where you can only ski or snowshoe - no cars allowed.
It makes me long for a blizzard to come so we can have our own winter playground.
I start thinking -maybe we should just pack up and move to some remote place that can only be accessed by snowmobiles and where there is always hot chocolate and a warm quilt near by...
Ultimately, it makes me realize how amazing nature is, and that we should be enjoying this world we live in, and that surely God is a skier or snowboarder.